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Poster: orchiddoctor Date: Nov 18, 2006 5:56am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jam Questions

Baron Von Tollbooth & The Chrome Nun, Paul Kantner / Grace Slick / David Freiberg, 1973


Now you can sing along (yippie!)

Lyrics & Music: Paul Kantner
You have left your body be aware if you care
Your mind has left your body and for this one moment you are
Under the polar ice cap in a place we call home
How is it there white bear like that where you grow...
Now all of you come back to here and now elsewhere to there
Move on out the other way where...
Do you find yourself floating growing there
chorus
Riders of the rainbow
Let it grow let it grow
You can exercise your mind on where you want to go
And y'can see the city lights flashin' two thousand miles below you
You can feel the sands of Zanzibar or pierce the nearest sun
Find out what and who you are and if you need to run
chorus
Riders of the rainbow
Let it grow let it grow
There is one moment in your life and it can come at any time
And you remember all of what went on from the instant you were born
Thru your early years
And if you can fasten on that moment and expand thru the afterglow
You can reverse your mind in time and travel back to when
The earth was formed
The sky was born
And the universe began
chorus
Riders of the rainbow
Let it grow let it grow
You have left your body
Return when you may
Save it for another day... beyond you


I think you can see why only the music was used!


Jerry, Hart, and Hunter are both guest musicians on the disc.
Yes, it pretty much sucks. The usual Kantner spaceman dribble.





Your Mind Has Left Your Body;
Paul Kantner - 12 string guitar, vocals
Grace Slick - piano, vocals
David Freiberg - keyboards, vocals
Jerry Garcia - steel guitar
John Barbata - drums
Jack Casady - bass
Mickey Hart - gongs, water phones
Jorma Kaukonen - lead guitar



water phones?


I think the powers that be were fucking with us when then changed the name, just as "Spanish Jam" became "Spinich Jam." Somehow, I can't see Paul Kantner having a hissy fit about a jam based on a melody of his carried that name.




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Poster: Edsel Date: Nov 18, 2006 7:01am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jam Questions

Sucks ?
Oh, the shame. I actually liked that song, and several of the others.
The horrible irony..... after 32 years of listening to the vinyl, I upgraded to the CD just last year.
Guess I'd better pitch 'em.

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Poster: Max Chorak Date: Nov 18, 2006 12:26pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jam Questions

I dont know if it was cleared up.. but MLB jam is the 4 chord progression, and in the grateful dead movie, it goes OTherOne then segues into Spanish Jam.. then goes into MLB jam. So the MLB is a kinda lingering maybe somber jam. Actually in the extra footage on the China>Rider they do MLB and Feelin Groovy.. i *think*. My brains warped oh well

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Poster: abstractstar Date: Nov 19, 2006 5:49am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jam Questions

I'm pretty sure I read somewhere that Phil (or Bobby) once said that the Mind Left Body Jam wasn't (consciously) based on anything. "It was just a chord progression we came up with."

unfortunately i can't remember where I read that.

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Poster: mcglone Date: Nov 19, 2006 5:59am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jam Questions

i came across this yesterday at phish.net...

"Phil Lesh has stated repeatedly and with great emphasis that the "jam that has been called Mind Left Body" is no such thing, and bears no conscious influence whatsoever from the BvTB song which Deadheads have named it after. The "Mud Love Buddy" title on Dozin' at the Knick is specifically a humorous jab at tape traders who affixed a formal title to a loose musical structure which the band themselves never, apparently, named even obliquely or even referred to verbally. They would simply end up landing on those chords every now and again and would fool with them for awhile.